not-so-dirty laundry
not-so-dirty laundry
love, ambition, sex, designer handbags, hotties in yankees caps ... the daily brain-dump of a twenty-something
Friday, September 03, 2004

A Day Off.
New Panties.
Jordan Knight.
Thoughts Of TheBoy.
All Around, A Great Day.

I took the day off today, just for a little R&R. A "mental health" day, if you will. Went on a little retail therapy spree with Girlfriend. We were on a professional clothing binge (as we will both find out next week if our lives will be spared at TheFirm), as well as the preliminary stages of shopping for a formal gown for TheFirm's holiday party (note to self: find date for said party). I only found one thing worth buying today: a pair of undies with a cosmopolitan on them. They amused me greatly, and I just had to take them home with me. Now I'm on the hunt for a front-close bra in petal pink. 38C or 36D, in case you're so inclined to purchase it and send it to me, LOL.

After departure from the store which gave me my new undies, an idiot woman in a minivan backed into Girlfriend's Acura. The woman's face was pale when she got out of the van, and realized what she'd hit. No harm, no scratch, no blood, no foul. So, we loaded up and went over to another mall. We also drowned our sorrows with my favorite chocolates (fresh raspberries and chocolate at Godiva), carbohydrate loaded lunch (Steak Escape), and a fair amount of shopping. Picked up a card for Miss Ohio and will send it on Tuesday from work.

Came home, and watched a little VH1. The Surreal Life (starring Jordan Knight) will start on Sunday at 10 PM. Then "Bands Reunited: NKOTB" will be on Monday at 10! Oh my, does life GET any sweeter?

There's only one way I think it could ... and I'm going to get mushy here for a second. If you don't want to read mushy estrogen-fueled crap, go here.

It's been nearly two weeks since TheBoy and I have been together. And you know what? Although I talk to him almost every day, I miss him being around. I miss his touch, his laugh, his voice, his warm breath on my skin, and most of all ... I miss his kiss. I miss the way his whole body wraps around mine, his arms pull me into the warmth of his chest, his hands intertwining with mine. I miss theway he starts to kiss me, gently, slowly, tenderly. Then the passion takes over and the kiss becomes urgent and deep. His tongue touches my lips, and searches my mouth, and he makes my entire body just tingle. After just a few seconds of this, I can't hold back ... hands begin to wander ... oh my. Wow, I need a moment alone. I'm all *tingly* now.